NDP's over~
I guess I've reached the mid point of unit life during my course of National service. =\ NDP's over. And along with it is a phase in which my dept is led by fantastic officers. The new S2 coming over is probably Lee Wee from RTW, and he's a complete prick. Not gonna have any hopes of being treated the same way as how Cpt Kenneth treats us now. Together with our 'beloved' Tsai, I just can't see how the bunch of us are gonna ORD in peace. blah. Plus the Ops in November just wouldn't be a thing to look forward to if we're gonna be led by these 2. :(
On the bright side, the CSM's leaving. For at least 3 months. I hope he won't be back. Friday's off has been taking back thanks to him. Stupid mofo wants us to do sai kang again. Just gonna take it as the last errand I'll run for him. ><
Spent my off today staying rather close to home. Not that I've anyone to go out with anyway. Pretty sad. I might need to widen my social circle soon. Went back to my changi house in the afternoon to visit my grandmother who was just discharged of hospital. Seems much better as of now. My parents employed a maid to look after her too, mm. Poor maid, single child of her family, having to come all the way here just to work. And the job she's doing is definately what I can't do, despite me not being far from her age. Can't imaging myself knowing how to sponge an eldery, take constant care of him/her, feed, etc. Probably why I respect nurses too. Would anyone dare to touch, let alone bathe or help with the passing of motion of a sickened eldery, moreorever one with skin diseases or whatsoever. =
I miss my old house. Found a rooster and a hen in my backyard, and i've no idea how they got there. Maybe they'll be a small bunch of chicks the next time I return. heh. Barren is the land too. I could still remember the jackfruit tree, mango tree, avacado plant, chilli padi plant, lime plant, custard apple tree, jambu (waterapple) tree, papaya tree, etc, when I was still a little kid staying there. Reminiscence of my childhood..each time I return there. So much have changed since I moved out 8 years ago. No longer am I the small boy who sleeps on his parent's lap, run about in the backyard, playing with a remote control car/plane, or cycle around the neighbourhood and chasing the breadman who comes at 7:15 sharp every weeknight. Now I'm a grown up teenager whose academic resulsts have taken a drastic change for the worse, a son who let his parents down and forcing them to nag and frown - a sight which is seldom seen when I was young, and an computer-freak who games each time he gets a chance.
Memories.. some of which like these.. I would always want to keep.
On the bright side, the CSM's leaving. For at least 3 months. I hope he won't be back. Friday's off has been taking back thanks to him. Stupid mofo wants us to do sai kang again. Just gonna take it as the last errand I'll run for him. ><
Spent my off today staying rather close to home. Not that I've anyone to go out with anyway. Pretty sad. I might need to widen my social circle soon. Went back to my changi house in the afternoon to visit my grandmother who was just discharged of hospital. Seems much better as of now. My parents employed a maid to look after her too, mm. Poor maid, single child of her family, having to come all the way here just to work. And the job she's doing is definately what I can't do, despite me not being far from her age. Can't imaging myself knowing how to sponge an eldery, take constant care of him/her, feed, etc. Probably why I respect nurses too. Would anyone dare to touch, let alone bathe or help with the passing of motion of a sickened eldery, moreorever one with skin diseases or whatsoever. =
I miss my old house. Found a rooster and a hen in my backyard, and i've no idea how they got there. Maybe they'll be a small bunch of chicks the next time I return. heh. Barren is the land too. I could still remember the jackfruit tree, mango tree, avacado plant, chilli padi plant, lime plant, custard apple tree, jambu (waterapple) tree, papaya tree, etc, when I was still a little kid staying there. Reminiscence of my childhood..each time I return there. So much have changed since I moved out 8 years ago. No longer am I the small boy who sleeps on his parent's lap, run about in the backyard, playing with a remote control car/plane, or cycle around the neighbourhood and chasing the breadman who comes at 7:15 sharp every weeknight. Now I'm a grown up teenager whose academic resulsts have taken a drastic change for the worse, a son who let his parents down and forcing them to nag and frown - a sight which is seldom seen when I was young, and an computer-freak who games each time he gets a chance.
Memories.. some of which like these.. I would always want to keep.
Yes.
The most treasured posessions of a person are his memories.
What else makes one different from another?
But always remember.
Memories are there to remind us of our mistakes and our successes. They are there not to be re-lived time and again, but to make sure that we stop committing past mistakes and start repeating past successes.
Memories are not meant to bog down a person's life. It is diary of our experiences, meant to be looked backed on, felt about, yet not lived in. No one could survive by living through a diary.
So remember this, dear friend, with every chapter, or paragraph or line in your life, pick up what is useful, and move on.
Life is a highway. You will have to check the rearview mirror occasionally, but you have to look foward all the time.
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